By Edward Hoagland
Called the simplest essayist of his time through luminaries like Philip Roth, John Updike, and Edward Abbey, Edward Hoagland brings readers his final assortment. In Sex and the River Styx, the author's sharp eye and severe interest shine via in essays that span his formative years exploring the woods in his rural Connecticut, his days as a circus employee, and his travels internationally in his later years.
Here, we meet Hoagland at his top: touring to Kampala, Uganda, to satisfy a relatives he'd been assisting aid basically to discover a divide a long way more than he can have ever imagined; reflecting on getting older, love, and intercourse in a deeply own, frequently staggering method; and bringing us the beauty of untamed locations, along the disparity of wasting them, and consistently with a twist that brings the style of nature writing to greatly new heights. His willing dissection of social realities and the human spirit will either startle and entice readers as they meet African matriarchs, Tibetan yak herders, circus aerialists, and the strippers who entertained university boys in Fifties Boston. Says Howard Frank Mosher in his foreword, the self-described rhapsodist "could rather be thought of our final, nice transcendentalist."